Макбет

           Duncan:Sowellthywordsbecometheeasthywounds;

           Theysmackofhonourboth.Gogethimsurgeons.

           ExitSergeant,attended

           Whocomeshere?

           EnterRoss

           Malcolm: TheworthythaneofRoss.

           Lennox:Whatahastelooksthroughhiseyes!Soshouldhelook

           Thatseemstospeakthingsstrange.

           Ross:Godsavetheking!

           Duncan:Whencecamestthou,worthythane?

           Ross:FromFife,greatking;

           WheretheNorweyanbannersfloutthesky

           Andfanourpeoplecold.Norwayhimself,

           Withterriblenumbers,

           Assistedbythatmostdisloyaltraitor

           ThethaneofCawdor,beganadismalconflict;

           TillthatBellona’sbridegroom,lapp’dinproof,

           Confrontedhimwithself-comparisons,

           Pointagainstpointrebellious,arm’gainstarm.

           Curbinghislavishspirit:and,toconclude,

           Thevictoryfellonus.